quinta-feira, 31 de dezembro de 2009

Sober, You know.




"I don't want to be the girl who laughs the loudest Or the girl who never wants to be alone I don't want to be that call at 4 o'clock in the morning 'cause I'm the only one you know in the world that won't be home.

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I don't want to be the girl who has to fill the silence The quiet scares me 'cause it screams the truth Please don't tell me that we had that conversation I don't remember, save your breath 'cause what's the use?"


terça-feira, 8 de dezembro de 2009

Sonhos mágicos.


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